Second Hand Renaissance: the last hippie of California arrt'

Russell, Jeff Wayne-Patrick

ISBN 10: 1420808192 / ISBN 13: 9781420808193

Published by AuthorHouse, 2005

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Bibliographic Details

• Title: Second Hand Renaissance: the last hippie of California arrt'
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Publication Date: 2005
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 1420808192
• ISBN 13: 9781420808193
• Binding: Soft cover
• Condition: New

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Synopsis

Russell may very well be the last hippie, born on Earth Day, 1969, and growing up a rebellious, non-Conformist in a beat culture, he appreciated then, and Now with an artful conscience has found a way to pass it on. As in his "Grand Scale," 'The Poet . . . figures it out And repudiates his doctrine turning the wheel Casually Eternally, Man.' This is A collection of poetry that's electrifying and makes captivating reading. A spiritual awakening. Ken Geringer, Author of 'Nobody Told Me: From Basement Band to Jack Douglas and the John Lennon Sessions.

About the Author

Jeff Russell was born in the small biker town of Sunland on the American West Coast. In 1994, he took to the road with a friend driving his loved MR2 (black) and they proceeded to make an overnight 'shrimp run' to San Francisco. This was after his Uncle's suicide although Jeff believes his Uncle might have had the misfortune of murder/suicide carried out by government operatives. It's possible, Jeff's reason's, his uncle heard voices in his head (temples) likely by technology or ESP, or both. You see, his uncle had threatened and African American Secret Service Man by knife point in a bar in Thousand Oaks, Ventura County. He was beaten in an alley and then convicted but before sentencing, he jumped in front of a train. A few days later, his wife received a letter with the promise of probation. Of course, it was already too late. Jeff, now divorced, decided to move on to San Jose with a girlfriend and then after visiting Los Gatos, finally settled in the forest realm of Felton, near Santa Cruz. Jeff began to write, now Jeff alway's drank when he wrote. This in some ways enhances his speed writing. The funny thing was, that Jeff began to hear voices himself after his uncle's death, and they told him he had Sczhafrenia or "Voices". But Jeff also heard on the radio, while living in San Jose, a government employee had committed suicide by jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge after heading voices for three days. All this, and a profound love of music (Rock N' Roll) was the way the book got started. Soon Pow Wow's and Catholic Mass followed. Lot's of road trips. Poetry just flowed.